This is my drawing for one of the songs, "With All Due Respect". Here is an except from the translated song:
"A child of the street who never knew father nor mother
Wearing a little red hood she went off somewhere or other
Ironically she went to bring her grandmother cake
Speak to me of love and I’d put my fist in your face
If my respect were not so great
I waited for her one night, I waited up ‘til the dawn
I waited for a year, my waiting might still go on
But a clever wolf seduced my dear runaway
Speak to me of love and I’d put my fist in your face
If my respect were not so great
That bastard cupid in a typically sinister gesture
Dipped his arrow of love into a most poisonous mixture
The magic witches brew turned into a potion of pain
Speak to me of love and I’d put my fist in your face
If my respect were not so great"
*edit* Update:
I'm like almost there, but so frustrated with this right now. Fresh look tomorrow... or later today. Sleep.
And I always appreciate the comments! <3
